| I understand their offer, that’s totally unacceptable
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| We have no room for negotiation
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| Look, i’ve got someone at the door, call me back as soon as you know ok, bye
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| This is ridiculous, everytime…
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| Look, i’m very busy right now, i don’t have any extra time, alright
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| So could you come back, I don’t know--LATER?
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| Oh, they’re turned down
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| Turned upside down
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| Every room is taken
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| Short and tall, crowded wall to wall, nearing sleep
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| I’ll knock again, use that wanting in, make the strangers leave
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| Will we ever get some peace?
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| Sent away till another day when he’ll walk among them
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| So a man, knocking once again, bringing peace
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| There are those of the young and old who will not recieve
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| Saying, «man, we have no need.»
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| Still no room in the inn
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| Turned away once again
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| Wants to save everyone but no saving is done
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| Till there’s room in the end
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| Long ago, yeah well maybe so
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| But not much as changed since then
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| Pride and sin keep resisting him and always will
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| Don’t need toys to lead someone to joy
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| It’s for this he’s watching, waiting, knocking still
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| Still no room in the inn
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| Turned away once again
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| Wants to save everyone but no saving is done
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| Till there’s room…
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| Inside, outside, or upside down
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| While forever beckons to us
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| We serve the moth and the rust
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| We showed ourselves in
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| Let’s open the inn and let him in
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| Came to save everyone but no saving is done
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| Until there’s room in the inn
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| I hear he’s coming again
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| Time to scrub down the walls like the lamp in the hall
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| And set a table for him
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| Let’s make some room (lots of it)
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| In the inn |